This is The Huntress
At 7 feet tall and 300 pounds, She is hardly a Woman to be trifled with. She's fond of broadwords, axes, over-sized daggers (for She has rather large hands), and black leather, steel-toed boots. Grey eyes, white hair with a slighlty disconcerting crimson streak in it, and bronze skin, She's certainly striking, even as She leans against a wall, half-hidden in leather and shadows.

She has killed, murdered, maimed and ransomed. She has been tortured, enslaved, burned, branded and marked by Her enemies. She has travelled to Hell and back for whatever it is She wants. And what is She wants now is what She's always wanted,....really.
Honey Amber

She saved the blonde bandit from death and drowning. She kept her mind from cracking and losing it forever. She changed her life and her identity to help her, and to serve Her own purposes.
And then She told her the truth. Told the assassin known as Jagged Edge who she really was, and let her go.
Or rather, watched her go, as she fled to find herself and her past, all the Butch Bitch had "saved" her from.

She fought Her way through Andressat to find her, to win her back. The petite blonde woman was all that really mattered,....anymore.
And now? Now they seem to have "settled," opening a tavern smack in the middle of Beware and Andressat. Settled, but not gone soft. Both haven't lost their deadly skills that got them where they are today. And their relationship is still twisted and fragile and strange, full of quirks and name-calling and the occasional thrown frying pan. But its theirs. Make no mistake about that.